Lincoln Man

He Slipped The Silver Spoon Down
In To His Inside little Pocket
Bragging About His Luxury Life
Taking off Like a Rocket
But when leaving The Room
In The Lincoln on The way Home
This Lonely Man in his Black Suit
He just Wept like a little Boy
Afraid of People Around
Considered everyone a Thief
He just Made his Dinner-Salad
Out of Hundred-Dollar Leaves
On his Way towards Heart Attack
He Thought "What The Heck"
He Loved Being that Choking Tie
Around Every Worker's Neck
But when His Private Aero Plane
Suddenly Smashed to The Ground
The Lincoln Man Himself
Was Nowhere to be Found



Credits
Writer(s): Strandberg Svante Per
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